Chapter 1052: Commander, something big has happened
The little Japs in the other barracks also reacted quickly. They quickly got up from the bed without wearing any clothes. They grabbed the rifles and armed belts hanging on the wall and rushed out.
"Boom boom boom..."
Violent explosions reached their ears again, and dozens of mortar shells fell from the sky like rain.
Many artillery shells hit the door of the barracks, with fire splashing and fragments flying everywhere. The first few soldiers who rushed out of the barracks were instantly blown over. Their bodies facing the explosion point were directly blown into a sieve. There were blood holes everywhere on their bodies. I don't know how many shells there were.
It's as bloody as it gets.
The little devil who had already rushed to the door quickly returned to the barracks and lay down on the ground.
The barracks are made of bricks and tiles. Although they cannot block the roaring mountain artillery shells, the thick brick walls can block the flying shell fragments overhead.
It was with this stunned effort that the second round of twelve mountain artillery shells roared towards the battlefield again...
"Rumble..."
In the thunderous explosion, several more barracks were blown to rubble, and at least a small team of soldiers was buried inside.
However, the turret where the captain was located did not receive a single shell.
Seeing this, the captain was heartbroken. He clenched his fists, hit the gun tower's firing hole hard, and cursed with a pair of red eyes.
"What a cunning Eighth Route Army..."
"They want to bury all the garrison troops in the stronghold in the ruins..."
"Don't even give them a chance to go to the battlefield..."
"The artillery will counterattack immediately..."
"Suppress the Eighth Route Army's artillery fire and ask the soldiers in the barracks to withdraw immediately and enter the position. Quickly..."
"Sir..." A subordinate rushed over from behind and reported with fear on his face.
"The barracks where the artillery is located was hit in the first round of artillery fire... All the artillerymen were buried in the rubble... The artillery is finished..."
"Boom boom boom..."
The artillery fire outside the blockhouse continued.
In the gap between the second round of mountain artillery shells, more than twenty mortars took advantage of their fast firing speed and fired two more rounds of shells into the barracks area.
Many shells hit the ruins that had just been destroyed by mountain artillery. Some of the little Japs who had not been killed were attacked a second time. Before they had time to rejoice, they went to see the King of Hell.
Seeing this, and thinking that the only artillery unit that could help him break the situation was buried in the rubble, no matter how stupid the captain was, he knew that his subordinates sleeping in the barracks were doomed.
After punching the shooting hole with despair and anger, he decisively returned to his desk and grabbed the microphone...
The soldiers sleeping in the barracks accounted for more than half of the garrison in the stronghold.
They would be finished before the enemy came and officially started attacking. They would definitely not be able to hold the stronghold with the strength of the security force. He must immediately ask for reinforcements from friendly and neighboring strongholds and ask them to send reinforcements...
But no matter how he shook the phone, there was no echo from the receiver...
"idiot……"
The captain smashed the microphone on the table with anger, and once again showed a desperate expression and cursed: "Our external communication phone line must have been cut off by the enemy who attacked us..."
"The troops stationed in the stronghold suffered heavy casualties, and they were unable to ask for help from the outside... The enemy wanted to push us to a dead end..."
Speaking of this, a fierce expression suddenly appeared on the captain's face, and then he ordered with a murderous expression: "Even if the stronghold is really captured... I will make the enemy who attacks us pay the price with blood..."
"Without a phone, we can still use the radio to communicate with the outside world..."
"Send a telegram to the Baoding headquarters immediately... We are under heavy attack by the enemy... The enemy is equipped with a large number of artillery, and the garrison at the stronghold has suffered heavy losses. Please ask for support..."
"Hurry up. If the reinforcements don't arrive, the station will be captured by the enemy..."
"All the soldiers who can still move from the stronghold should enter the position, prepare for battle, and fight to the death with the enemies who attack us..."
The only radio station in the stronghold was installed in the room next to the brigade leader. After receiving the order, the operator began to call the Baoding headquarters...
Only when both parties are in contact and the two radio stations are on the same frequency can they send and receive messages to each other.
After finally getting through to the signal, and just as he was about to send a telegram, a thunderous explosion sounded in the operator's ears, and a dazzling flame rose into the sky in front of his eyes. Then the whole person and the radio flew up and hit the turret hard.
Exterior wall, unconscious.
The captain was in the next room and narrowly escaped with his life, but was still frightened by the violent explosion.
As a veteran who has been on the battlefield for a long time, his experience tells him that the explosion just happened right next to him.
Then thinking about the more than ten mountain field guns equipped by the opponent, I suddenly understood my dangerous situation.
His face suddenly turned pale, he got up from the ground and ran to the door, giving orders as he ran: "Evacuate the turret quickly..."
"We are being targeted by enemy mountain artillery. Let's move quickly..."
"Rumble..."
Before the captain could reach the door of the room, a violent explosion reached his ears again.
This time, the explosion point was even closer to him. He didn't even have a chance to lie down. His body flew up uncontrollably and hit the table three meters away. Heart-wrenching pain quickly spread from his back throughout his body, and then his whole body
I was so painful that I lost consciousness...
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Japanese Army Baoding Garrison Headquarters.
With the arrival of a telegram, the headquarters that was quiet just now became lively in an instant.
Commander Lieutenant General Suzuki came to the war room yawning, but at first he looked like he was still asleep.
After listening to the report of the chief of staff on duty, I felt as if I had been poured cold water on my whole body. My body trembled, and I suddenly woke up. I asked anxiously: "How many people are there in the Eighth Route Army attacking the blockade..."
"Didn't the frontline troops tell me that the Eighth Route Army operating near the blockade is mainly composed of new recruits, with veterans accounting for less than 30%? They are training and have not yet formed combat effectiveness?"
"Where did the Eighth Route Army that was attacking the blockade come from..."
"What do the frontline reconnaissance troops and intelligence personnel do? Are they all blind? You can't even tell the difference between new recruits and veterans... I want to send them to a military court..."
After scolding, he stared at the combat sand table and ordered: "The blockade is the only line of defense for Your Majesty the Commander to contain the Eighth Route Army in the wing. There must be no accidents, and it is impossible for the Eighth Route Army to break through..."
"Immediately mobilize troops from surrounding strongholds to reinforce the battlefield..."
"We must block the Eighth Route Army's offensive troops and hold the blockade..."
Before the chief of staff who took the order had left, the panicked radio operator rushed to Lieutenant General Suzuki again.
"Reporting to the head of the division..."
"Two more strongholds sent telegrams asking for help..."
"Please ask the headquarters to send reinforcements immediately, otherwise they won't be able to survive for even an hour..."
"There are two other strongholds that just started receiving telegrams after getting in touch, but the other party stopped responding. Then the radio signal was interrupted and contact was lost... I suspected that they had had an accident..."
After saying that, he handed the telegram to the combat staff aside...
The combat staff officer glanced at the telegram and marked the contents of the telegram on the sand table with a frown.
